Draco groaned as he woke up, his head was pounding like a herd of Hippogriffs. He was in an unfamiliar room and the distinct smell of bacon hit his nostrils. The previous nights' advents came back to him, and Draco groaned once more. What had he been thinking, coming to Potters' drunk? Sure he had wanted to gain a bit of courage to come here before actually arresting her - arresting Potter, Draco snorted in spite of himself - that hadn't happened and it would never likely happen. If he had just thought it over logically, he would have realised that her apparent death was a cover-up. Merlin she had done it once previously - making everyone believe she was dead, he should have known that this time would have been no different.

Draco got up and put his feet on the floor, he was slightly surprised that his head wasn't spinning around. He obviously did not get as drunk as he felt he had - and then he remembered Potter had sobered him up - Potter had spoken to him last night - Potter -James Evans. Potter admitted she was James Evans. Well, she hadn't said the exact words, but it was close enough. Draco rubbed at his eyes, and frowned at the state of himself, he was still in yesterday robes.

Maybe if he was quiet he could sneak out - because Apparating would alert Potter, that he was now awake. Slowly he made his way down the stairs - he was almost to the bottom when a voice said.

'What are you doing here?'

Stunned Draco froze mid-step, blinking at the stern look Teddy Lupin was trying to give him. It didn't quite work, as Draco was not frightened by the child, especially when said child was sporting blue hair.

'Teddy!' Potter scolded, 'that's not how we treat guests.'

'Sorry,' Teddy said, but it was not in Draco's direction, 'So what are you doing here?'

Like that was any better way to word the question. Absolutely blunt. But Potter had not heard this time as she had returned to the kitchen.

'I was talking with Pot- your godmother, about work.'

Teddy raised his eyebrows, in a questioning manner. 'OK.'

Draco wasn't sure if the Teddy believed him or not.

'Come on kiddo.' Potter called

'I'm not a child!' Teddy retorted.

'Sound like one!' Potter replied, 'Breakfast is ready. You too Draco. No doubt food will do you some good.'

'What's that meant to mean,' Teddy frowned looking at Potter and Draco. 'Ria? Ria? What did you mean?'

Potter rolled her eyes as they entered the kitchen, 'Draco had a little too much drink, and now he's feeling poorly. Food is a really good cure.'

Teddy looked confused and sat down in the chair next to Potter's. Breakfast had been laid out for them. 'If you say so.'

'I really must be going,' Draco said, trying not to seem rude.

'Sit down and eat,' Potter said, 'I made more than enough, besides I told Ron you were with me and that we were going to talk things over.' she gave a pointed look at Teddy, and Draco frowned not completely understanding.

'Is this about the deaths due to James Evans, case thing?' Teddy said looking up hopefully, 'Ron told me - well he tried to lie actually - but he's not very good at it.'

Draco almost laughed, Weasley was being outsmarted by an almost ten-year-old. 'And just how do you know about the deaths in the first place?' Draco asked.

'I can read, you know,' Teddy retorted, 'I'm nine. It's been in the papers. And Hermione, she's helped me with really big words before - she's really clever - did you know that? Not as clever as Ria though.'

'Really!'

'Yeah,' Teddy said earnestly, and then he dropped his voice, 'Did you know that Ria, is James Evans! You have to be really smart to write a book - that's what Hermione says anyway.'

Potter's cutlery dropped from her hands, she gaped at her godson like he had grown an extra head. Teddy looked up at her with a guilty expression upon his face. 'You've been in my study haven't you!'

It was then Draco understood, Potter had not told her godson what she actually did for a living.

'I'm going to be grounded, aren't I?'

'You think?' Potter said, 'I told you not to go in, I told you there was stuff I didn't want you to see or read! How did you get in any way?'

Teddy gave her another guilty look, 'George. He was testing out this key type thing for his joke shop - it can mold to any lock.'

Potter shook her head, and said sternly, 'If you don't tell anyone - else - we'll forget about grounding you. As Ginny already said she'd take you out, but I'm having words with George about giving you stuff from Weasleys' Wizarding Wheezes.'

'Really? No grounding! Sweet!' Teddy said, 'In that case then I cast magic yesterday - but it's OK though, Bill fixed Dom's nose - she looks fine. It's not puffed up anymore. And there were no Muggles, so I guess I didn't break any rules either.'

Draco laughed, maybe he had gotten the wrong impression of Teddy Lupin, Potter seemed out of her depths, as she blinked at him. 'If you don't mind Potter, I'd like to go home and change before we talk.'

'We're family right?' Teddy said looking at Draco, 'Ria says that you're my cousin or something. My grandmother and your mother are sisters, right? And that makes us family.'

'Yes, that right,' Draco said not sure where he was going with this.

'Well, families use each other's names. That's what Ria says. So if your my family and Ria looks after me, and that makes her my family, then that makes us all family. So you have to call Ria by her name.'

'Yes that was improper of me,' Draco said agreeing with his logic, and faced Potter, 'forgive me Ria?'

'I think I can let you off.'

'Will you still be here for dinner later?' Teddy said, 'Ria says families have dinner together. I always eat here unless I'm allowed to go for a sleepover. And I won't be back until then I'm going to a Quidditch game with Victoire. Ginny's taking us.'

Draco looked at Potter for assistance, who merely shrugged her shoulders. It was Potter who replied.

'It depends on how long our chat takes, I'm not sure how much we've got left to cover.'

'Oh,' Teddy said, 'Well I hope you are. Then I can tell you all about it.'